Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 294: Admit Defeat
For a moment, Zhang Jingtian found it difficult to explain his identity.

He can't exactly tell the other person, "I entered a mural, and you are the character in that mural, can you?"
"I understand, you're a doctor."

When Zhang Jingtian stood facing the woman without saying anything more, he didn't expect that the woman had already made up an identity for him.

Zhang Jingtian touched his nose, and could only say that the other party was quite considerate.

"Yes, I'm a doctor." Zhang Jingtian knew that the woman in front of him was just an ordinary person with no fighting ability whatsoever.

If he wanted, he could kill the woman in front of him instantly simply by releasing his spiritual power.

However, Zhang Jingtian did not intend to do so.

He was curious to see what this unknown colored card would do this time to trouble him.

Zhang Jingtian felt that every time he confronted these colored cards, it was like playing a puzzle game.

Actually, it's quite interesting.

Zhang Jingtian then prepared to leave the room to see what the mental hospital outside was like and how it differed from the one he had seen before.

However, once Zhang Jingtian grasped the doorknob, no matter how hard he pushed, the door to the mental hospital room remained exceptionally tight. Zhang Jingtian felt that even stone doors weren't that sturdy.

"Why can't I open this door?"

The woman was stunned: "Door? What door? Are you going out?"

Zhang Jingtian didn't expect the other party to respond with such a question, so he could only ask, "Have you been staying inside the whole time and never come out?"

The woman nodded. "Yes, I've never gone out. Weren't we all locked up?"

Zhang Jingtian frowned. This was a mental hospital, not a prison. And even in a prison, prisoners could sometimes go out for visits; how could things be so strict?

"This isn't a prison. You're the patient, I'm the doctor, and this is a hospital. Haven't you forgotten?"

Hearing Zhang Jingtian's exceptionally gentle words, the patient gradually calmed down and began to savor what Zhang Jingtian had said.

"I... I really don't remember."

After a while, she said, "But we can't leave from here. We can't, or we'll get beaten up."

Zhang Jingtian clicked his tongue: "Beat up? Beat up by whom? Why do you think that?"

The patient shook his head, then slowly spoke in a terrified voice:

"I've seen people try to get out of here, and then they get caught, beaten to death, and buried alive!"

Zhang Jingtian found it terrifying.

I never imagined that this mental hospital had such a terrifying side.

"How could this be?" Zhang Jingtian stroked his chin, a puzzled expression on his face.

However, he soon discovered that both the patient in front of him and the room he was in were beginning to peel off and fade little by little.

If I had to put it in words, it's like a mural starting to fade.

Zhang Jingtian wanted to ask some more questions, but he didn't expect that he had already come out of the painting.

The painting he had just crawled into now had lost its color and become so dull and lifeless.

Zhang Jingtian frowned, finding it difficult to explain the phenomenon before him. Then, he heard a voice behind him:
“You’ve done a good job. She can reincarnate and will never be trapped in this painting again.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingtian's face immediately showed a puzzled expression. "Who are you? What do you have to do with these murals?"

Faced with Zhang Jingtian's somewhat unreasonable words, the owner of the voice was surprisingly not angry at all. Instead, he calmly and restrainedly explained to Zhang Jingtian:

"I am the person you are looking for. Yes, according to you, I am a monster."

Zhang Jingtian hadn't expected that this guy would confess his identity so easily.

She thought the other party would probably pretend for a while longer!
"What is your connection to these paintings, and what is your purpose?"

Upon hearing Zhang Jingtian's question, the monster burst into laughter:
"Hmm, a very interesting question. I don't know my purpose, I don't even know what the meaning of my existence is."

However, I know you are stronger than me. If you want to fight me, I have absolutely no chance against you.

Zhang Jingtian was quite surprised when he heard this.

Because all along, he had been quite confident in every Scourge army and monster he had encountered.

It seems that in their eyes, they are almost invincible.

However, Zhang Jingtian now saw a monster unlike any other, and he never expected that the monster would say so many humble things to him.

"So, you're planning to just admit defeat?"

"You can think so."

When Zhang Jingtian heard those words, he felt completely stunned.

However, since he is willing to admit defeat, it will save him a lot of trouble.

"But before you kill me, I hope you can do something for me."

Zhang Jingtian raised his head, glanced at the empty mental hospital, and said:

"whats the matter?"

The other party quickly said:
"As you can see, every painting here holds a memory. And many souls are now trapped in this place."

I've tried many times, but I haven't been able to free them. So I hope you can help me free the souls here.

After hearing what the other person said, Zhang Jingtian thought he had misheard.

It seems that this time, I have truly encountered a monster unlike any other.

"no problem."

Zhang Jingtian squinted at the murals in front of him, chose one, and went inside without hesitation.

Sure enough, Zhang Jingtian immediately entered the portrait.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself standing in a quiet grove of trees.

Because the painting Zhang Jingtian entered was so abstract before, he didn't even realize that the dark blob he saw in the picture was actually a forest.

However, Zhang Jingtian soon heard the sound of many people talking coming from deep in the woods.

Zhang Jingtian immediately realized that this painting was probably created by a patient who saw something he dared not see and then drew everything he saw.

Zhang Jingtian squinted and then walked into the woods.

(End of this chapter)